Headquarters.
Zhao Yonggang hung up the call and leaned back heavily in his chair.
He let out a long breath and said somewhat heavily:
"At least a thousand people have died...?"
Beside him, a man dressed in a smart business suit asked:
"Minister, should we contact the relevant professionals to handle this?"
Zhao Yonggang glanced at the man standing beside him and said:
"No, if that situation really arises, even if we let them go, it won't be resolved in a short time."
"Then..." Lü Mingzhe asked.
Zhao Yonggang raised his hand and tapped the table lightly twice.
"Let Lu Zhaoming go there. Linhai is in his area of responsibility, and his abilities are just right to handle this kind of large-scale gas leak incident."
On a tall building.
The conversation between Shen Heng and Fan Hong was coming to an end.
"... Let's arrange the personnel evacuation like this. Also, please send me a topographical map of the cold chain center."
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away!" Fan Hong replied.
After ending the call with Fan Hong, Shen Heng raised his hand and pressed the button on the headset again.
Han Ling.
After a short wait, a concise and clear response came through the headset, "I'm here!"
"How are things going with you?" Shen Heng asked.
"We've already started organizing the evacuation of people," Han Ling said.
"That's good!" Shen Heng breathed a slight sigh of relief, then said again, " Le Gu Nan, Wu Cheng, Wei Leyang, after you've evacuated the crowd around you, join the team coordinating the evacuation."
"Yes, we understand!" the three people whose names were called replied.
There was a moment of silence in the headset, then another voice spoke.
"What if it's too late?" Le Gu Nan said softly.
Upon hearing this, silence fell again through the earpiece.
However, this silence is different from the previous ones; this silence is filled with an indescribable sense of oppression...
Shen Heng paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice:
"If that really happens, there's nothing we can do!"
All we can do is try our best!
There was a full two seconds of silence on Le Gu Nan's end, and when he spoke again, only a clear response remained:
"I see!"
Communication ended.
Shen Heng picked up his phone and looked at the topographic map of the cold chain center that Fan Hong had sent him.
Linhai Cold Chain Storage Center.
One after another, the silver storage tanks stood silently like giants.
White, low-temperature fog filled the entire storage center, churning and surging, accompanied by a piercing hissing sound.
Liquid ammonia gas is gushing out of the storage tank at an alarming rate...
Wang Hai glanced briefly at the cold chain center, then stepped inside.
As the distance closed, a white chill began to spread rapidly upwards from beneath my feet, eventually engulfing me completely.
Wang Hai didn't stop; he merely channeled his Origin Power to slightly cover his body surface before continuing to run quickly inwards.
Finally, a dark shadow appeared faintly in the cold air.
Seemingly noticing his gaze, the dark figure paused in its movements.
It stood upright, its scarlet eyes gazing out in the stark white light...
"Humans--!"
There was no response, no words were spoken.
Wang Hai silently took two steps forward, then...
"Boom--"
Fists and palms clashed.
The two paths collided violently in the open space.
Each clash between them generates an invisible shockwave that instantly clears and disperses the thick, cold mist within a radius of tens of meters.